"True" Crime (and my awkward relationship to it)
I’m into true crime. I always have been, since I was a kid buying paperbacks about serial killers. My novels in the New Royal Mysteries...
Domestic Adventure Part Two: The Great Fork Audit
Read Part One at the Pandamoon Blog We had a plan. A good, responsible plan. A plan for the realistic future. My husband and I are both...
#NotALottaNazis: A Matter of Proportion
We make it feel like a quick decision. We make it look like an impulse. We don’t take signs, and I don’t own a pussy hat. On those...
Riding Across the Desert on a Fine Arab Charger, or: Tips for improving your most recent email to me
An apology is not a CYA memo. But if CYA is all you do, you have two tone options. One is whiny, the other is humble. Do the humble....
The Homebody's Book Tour: A #ReadLocalDC Blog Hop Post
I’m delighted to be participating in this bloghop event, but the theme-- “How does Washington DC inspire your writing”—is going to force...
The Fifth of July
Last night after dark, a neighbor we haven’t seen in months came outside to light fireworks in the middle of the street. We call him The...
Head Space
Up until a few weeks ago, I’ve been in the same office for the duration of my job. It was a great space with a large window that...
Book Club Discussion Questions for The Mean Bone in Her Body
I'm not sure everyone is aware of this, but the book club discussion questions you see in the backs of your favorite novels are often...
Pale Authors Bloom in the Spring
The last few weeks have been a whirlwind of activity for my fellow authors, especially the crimey-wimey ones, and it's all I can do to...
WHY are you telling me this story?
Even though people think I write some freaky shit*, I’m actually a classically repressed, can’t-high-five-without-cringing, Northern...
